Hearing what Master Qingming said, Tanxiao lowered his face, gave him a warning look, and said: "Master Qingming, be careful what you say."
Chi Wulan frowned slightly, a pair of beautiful eyes swept over Qingming's body, and a sneer leaked from the corner of his lips.
Qing Ming really did what the fourth junior brother said, "The head grows in the crotch."
Master Qingming was denied face, and he caught the sarcasm in Master Wu Lan's smile, and said without hesitation: "Is it possible that Master Tan also fell in love with this girl? If so, I can't take her away from you.
Okay, it’s time to talk about real people!”
……
There was a slight pause in the conversation and laughter, and his eyes swept over Mu Weirui's calm face without saying a word.
However, Mu Weirui was not surprised and calmly bowed to everyone one by one and said: "Thank you so much for your understanding! According to the custom of Si'an County, the deceased needs to pay tribute for seven days before the world can be settled and the soul can return to the world."
Heaven and Earth. I will only wait for seven days before I invite you all to come to Si'an County to discuss with me the Soul-Reinforcing Pill!"
Bei Minghuan and Luan Song understood. Just when they were about to agree, they heard Master Qingming say in a strange tone: "In seven days, the Wuhuang elixir shop will probably have to change its doors! By then, shopkeeper Mu, who is just a mortal woman, will not be able to say anything.
Can you count?"
He couldn't bear the conversation anymore and said coldly: "Yes, after seven days, the Wuhuang elixir will indeed change its door!"
Seeing Mu Weirui looking over in shock, he was moved in his heart and said: "Change it to 'Weirui elixir'."
Tan Xiaoben is only responsible for planting spiritual herbs and refining elixirs in the tens of thousands of acres of spiritual fields. The rest is to take care of and operate the elixir shop, with Mu Weirui acting as the sole agent.
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that his idea was a good one. After careful calculation, it was also the ancestor of the Mu family who originally proposed the establishment of the elixir shop.
"What?" Master Qingming said in disbelief, "How could the Wushu spiritual medicine shop founded by Master Wushuang fall into the hands of a mortal who is not a relative or an acquaintance?"
In the eyes of Master Qingming, even if a disciple of the Guiyi Sect wants to seize the elixir of war, it is more acceptable than a mortal woman becoming the owner of the elixir shop!
Mu Jing'e endured it again and again, and then said in a voice that everyone could hear clearly: "My sister and her employer have been together for fifty years, so why are they not relatives?"
How sad will your sister be when her boss dies?
If she can't figure it out, who will compensate her for having a sister?
If she was tied to the elixir shop founded by her boss, my sister might be able to let go of her boss as soon as possible, pick herself up again, and maybe find a second spring!
"Jinge!" Mu Weirui had some idea and hurriedly grabbed her little sister to prevent her from making mistakes and spoiling her boss's plan.
This matter is beneficial and harmless, and she has no reason to refuse.
Master Qing Ming glanced at Mu Jing'e and said thoughtfully: "It turns out that Shopkeeper Mu has already joined the Guiyi Sect. It's really a good trick!"
Tanxiao frowned, impatiently made up a reason, and said: "Friend Wushu, Taoist friend, had a feeling in his heart before the tasting meeting, and he had already entrusted the Wushu elixir shop to my care."
After saying that, his momentum exploded, and he rushed towards Master Qingming with a sense of oppression, "Fellow Taoist Qingming, do you have any objections?"
Master Qing Ming was suppressed by the momentum, as if he had been poured a bucket of ice water on him in the cold winter months, and he couldn't help but shut his mouth angrily.
Of course he has an opinion. Things without owners should be put on the map and the nine major sects will decide their ownership!
But I am just a small Dharma cultivator in the early stage of cultivation. What can I do if I have an opinion in front of a sword cultivator in the Mahayana stage?
When Tan Xiao saw that he was silent, he turned to the four members of Tianyan Sword Sect and Wuyun Sect and asked: "Little friend Bei and fellow Daoist Luan, do you have any opinions?"
Neither Bei Minghuan nor Luan Song dared to look at each other, they lowered their heads and said, "Don't dare, don't dare!"
Talking and laughing like a bully who bullies others, he raised his chin to Wu Zhongling, the genius of Tingfeng Pavilion, and asked: "Tingfeng Pavilion, what about you?"
"Young men don't dare." Wu Zhongling lowered his head and gritted his teeth and said, "It's just... the soul-solidifying pill was refined by Master Wuhuang. Now that there is no alchemy master, what's the need to discuss it after seven days?"
Tanxiao said with a meaningful smile: "Why would you, as me, allow Master Wushu to take care of Wushu's elixir?"
The self-destruction of the phantom puppet was unexpected, and while talking and laughing, he suddenly thought that only in the hands of a Mahayana monk like himself, could the nine major sects be afraid of the soul-fixing elixir, so that the soul-protecting medicine store could be complete.
As a result, naturally no one dared to set their minds on Mu Weirui.
Wu Zhongling suddenly raised his head and murmured in disbelief: "Is it possible...the soul-solidifying elixir?"
Would Master Wuhuang give up the soul-fixing elixir recipe so easily?
Or is it that the Mahayana monks from the Guiyi sect talked, laughed, coerced and lured, and used all kinds of tricks to coax Master Wuhuang into handing over the elixir?
He stopped talking and laughing and said straight away: "Yes, I have the Soul-Reinforcing Pill recipe in my hands. I promised Wuhuan Sanren to look after the elixir shop for him."
After hearing what the two people said, Lin Yige suddenly thought of the information provided by Shang Wubing, and then interjected: "I heard that Elder Qin Wangyun came to the tasting meeting on the order of Master Taixu!"
Taixu Zhenren, whose full name is Bu Taixu, is the Supreme Elder of Tingfeng Pavilion, and has a late Mahayana cultivation level.
He is more than two thousand years older than Feng Qingqing, but his strength is inferior.
But a monk with such strength is quite a threat to the second senior brother in the early stage of Mahayana.
However, if Bu Taixu wants to break through the bottleneck and ascend to immortality, he will need immeasurable resources.
If Master Wuyou is controlled, the problem of cultivation resources will naturally be solved.
Tanxiao thought for a while and said, "Whether or not this matter is related to Bu Taixu, it will not affect my refining of the soul-solidifying pill."
Mu Weirui echoed ambiguously: "Master Tan is right, all the immortals can rest assured about the refining of the soul-solidifying pill."
As soon as he finished speaking, two figures fell into the ruins of the wall together. The billowing dust and smoke rose up, and it took a long time to subside.
It turned out that it was Zhongshu, the Buddhist disciple of Kongjue Temple, and Wuhui, the Tianjiao leader, who returned to the city lord's palace together.
But at this moment, Shi Wuhui seemed to have been writhing on the ground for a long time, with a gray face. Shi Zhongshu, who he was supporting, had a face as golden as paper and a breath like a gossamer, as if he could re-enter reincarnation at any time. He had long since lost the qualities that a Buddhist should have.
Peaceful and tidy.
Wuhui stood up with one hand, saluted, and then said: "Everyone, when my first master uncle saw a monk blowing himself up in the city lord's palace, he hurriedly blessed the six-word Great Ming Mantra array before the array in the city lord's palace was destroyed, so the people in the city
Safe and sound."
However, it was a bit too much for Shi Zhongshu, who was in the early stage of cultivating the void, to cast a magic circle by himself that only six people could form.
Mu Weirui quickly bowed to the Buddha and praised: "Master Zhongshu's move is really of great merit!"
Shi Zhongshu was neither sad nor happy. He bowed in return, then held a string of rosary beads and began to close his eyes and meditate.
After Mu Weirui explained the ins and outs of the matter in detail, she didn't get any feedback.
Tanxiao took advantage of this and asked: "I wonder, Zhongshu, what do you think about the renaming of 'Wuhuang elixir' to 'Weirui elixir'?"
Shi Zhongshu didn't even open his eyes and said: "It's all the same."
Today’s update.
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